last night ariel was carrying the baby's dresser from the car up to her room.

he got it out of the trunk, and manuevered it to the landing.

"babe!"

i rolled my eyes. i hope he doesn't think that i'm coming down there to help him carry that thing up the stairs.

i chose to pretend like i didn't hear him.

"babe! i need your help!"

*sigh*

"sweetie," i said kindly (i was actually surprised at how kind it sounded) as i got up from my seat and made my way over to the stairs, "i'm not sure how much i can help you."

and then my husband said the most honest thing i've ever heard him say.

"just cheer me on!"

=)

gas to pick up dresser = $20
ice cream for family who don't want money for dresser = $20
ariel shamlessly asking me to be proud of him = priceless